In this bizarrely colorful world that I stand testimony to, camera in hand and a pair of wheels at feet, one fine day, it dawned on me - I could not let life in this cornucopia of dreams, pass me by - unrecorded. With the proclivity of an explorer, hence began a renaissance of beauty, that found its way into my enamored heart, through my faithful lense and into the windows of your wakeful souls. Come, walk with me...

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

One of those nights when you leave behind your very own city, on way back to home from a tiring day at work, without any prior sign of travel schedule and land somewhere up in the hills as the day breaks... This is what life used to be some half a decade back, and now, it feels so good to be back to life, to be back to hills unexpected..... Yes, I have a heart that belong to Hills :)

That grin on the face climbing up and down on those curves are going to last till next time :)